I rewrote the end of the first chapter and changed some about it, because it was out of character. But i'm still not changing the story too much.

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"I'm here." Ricky Underwood muttered, walking through my front door.

"Oh, hey Ricky. Thanks for coming over."

"It's no problem." He smiled.

"There's still left-over soup if you want any."

"It's okay, I've already eaten. Thank you though."

"Oh," I suddenly realized,"Uh, John is in my room." Although he already most likely assumed that he was in there.

"Oh, okay." He said, walking into my room. I decided to go in there with him.

"So, you heard about my mom being pregnant.." I trailed off, not knowing what else to say as I racked my brain thinking of something to say.

"Yeah that's great. Isn't it?"

"I don't think so. She doesn't even know whose it is."

"Amy." I heard Ben say across my room. Ricky and I both,startled,turned to look at him.

"Oh, Ben. Hi."I said, somewhat frustrated at him.

"What is going on?" He asked.

"Nothing. What would be going on?" I raised my eyebrows, irritated at his jealousy.

"Amy, could we talk?" He asked me.

"Talk? Okay? Go ahead." I told him angrily.

"In private." Ben demanded, looking over at Ricky.

"Oh, I'm not listening if you need to talk." Ricky said.

Ben pulled me over to the other side of my room.

"Amy, I'm going to Italy this summer for vacation."

"The whole summer?"

"Yes." He said, not saying anything else. I was confused at his expression and how he was acting.

"Oh.." I said, so that he would say something- whatever he needed/wanted to say.

"It's going to be a while before we see each other again."

"Only a few months, Ben. Just until school starts again."

"Yes, but, Amy... I.. I understand that you are somewhat interested in Ricky and-"

"Ben! I am not!" I interrupted him, yelling.

"No, Amy. Let me finish. I know that you are. I know you like Ricky, whether you even know it or not. And I want you to take this summer to just think about it. Think about what you really want. I know that I'm always in your way and, Amy, you have a son with Ricky. So he is always going to hold a place in your heart that can't be broken. A space that I don't even have." He explained.

"You're breaking up with me." I realized.

Ben nodded. "I'll be here when I get back, and if you decide what you really want is me," He raised his eyebrow, "Then we'll just.. go from there.

"Oh." I said mostly to myself when I understood what he was talking about. "Ben, I just had a baby. I don't want to do that.. anytime soon."

"I know. And I'm not just breaking up with you because of that. I already explained why. I still love you, Amy. And I hope we can be friends. I think that I am doing what's best for you."

"Friends?" I laughed furiously, "I don't know about that. And how is this what's best for me? How could you do this to me, Ben?" I asked him. At first I was angry but then I was hurt and confused, but now I'm just frustrated. He wanted to be with me forever. He said he wanted to be there for my 16th birthday and my 60th. I don't know why he's changing his mind. "When are you going to Italy?" I finally asked.

"We are going to leave in a few days." He said.

I didn't say anything, tears were beginning to well up in my eyes, and I didn't know if I could keep my voice steady or not.

"Goodbye, Amy." He said, kissing me before leaving.

I walked back over to Ricky, who was near the bed holding John as he slept in his arms.

"Were you listening?" I asked him.

He hesitated at first, but then answered. "Yes."

"I guess I was expecting this. He's always been jealous of you."

"I don't know why."

"Me neither." I said, but I knew.

Ricky put John back in his crib and looked over at me. "When everything else is bad in our lives, at least we got him."

I smiled at him, and replied: "You're right."

Ricky smiled back at me. "I guess I should be going. It's getting pretty late.." He got half way out the door before I stopped him.

"Ricky, wait."

He waited.

I didn't understand what was wrong with me. I didn't want him to leave. There was a part of me that knew it was probably a bad idea for him to stay over, but then there was another part of me that wanted him to. I couldn't understand my feelings right now, but I think Ben is making me realize that maybe I have more feelings about Ricky then I ever really knew.

"You don't have to leave."

Ricky turned around slowly and smirked, but then his face was serious. "I don't?"

"You want me to stay here?" He asked, shocked.

"Well you don't have to..If you don't want to." I said, feeling embarrassed.

"I do. I just didn't know if that'd be okay. Your mom doesn't mind?"

"I don't know. I don't think so, but it doesn't really matter.." I told him. He walked back over beside me and we both sat down on my bed.

"Okay." He said, looking into my eyes, searching for something, anything, that could give him any clue as to what I was thinking. He couldn't find anything so all he did was laugh.

My mom came in my room suddenly. "Oh. Hey, Ricky."

"Hi, Mrs. Juergens." He smiled.

"Mom, is it okay.. if Ricky stays here tonight?" I asked her.

"I don't know. I'm going out with David tonight.." She said, looking over at Ricky.

"This late?"

"Yes, this late, Amy!"

"Well, we will be fine here alone." I assured her.

"Okay, well bye." She said, leaving my room. I closed the door behind her and sat back down beside Ricky.

"So, why did you decide that you wanted me to sleep over?"

"Oh, I don't know. I just.. It's just, I, uhmm, It's nice to have someone to talk to.. you know?" I felt so stupid. Ricky probably thinks I'm an idiot.

"Yeah, I know. Especially you, Amy. Thank you for.. for being my friend after everything."

"It's not only your fault. It's both of ours."

"I know. But you were going to leave that night, remember? And I kept begging you to stay.. None of this woulda happened if I'd just let you go." He told me.

"That's true."

"Not saying that I'm not glad it happened." He added quickly.

"What?"

"I'm not the same guy that got you pregnant at band camp, Amy. And that's because of this. All of this. Because of you and John, I'm different now for the better."

"Yeah, you are." I said, brushing my hands through my hair.

"I'm sorry about Ben." He told me, trying to change the subject. "He's a wimp anyway, you don't need him."

"No, he's not," I argued with him, "But he gets on my last nerves.."

"Exactly. You don't need a guy like that."

Ricky smirked but then looked down at the floor when I didn't say anything. I couldn't think of anything to say, I didn't want to say something stupid. Ricky sat here for a while, and we didn't say anything for a while. Finally, he decided to break the silence.

"So you and Ben are officially over?" He asked. I then understood what he was trying to do.

"I- I don't know. I think he just wants to take time to think about things.."

"Didn't he tell you he wanted you to think about things? And if I remember.. last time he told you he needed space, he didn't even come back to you until Ashley went and talked him into it? And now he's breaking up with you because you don't wanna have sex with him? I think you deserve better. He's no good for you, Amy."

"That isn't why he broke up with me!" I shouted.

Although I knew it was true, I still didn't want to believe it. I knew that was the reason Ben was breaking up with me. He was terribly jealous of Ricky.

"Think what you want, but I bet it is."

"Why do you care anyway?" I snapped at him.

"Because I care about you. I don't want to see you hurt by some wimp who's desperate to have a girlfriend, desperate to feel loved by someone. You know it's true, Amy, but I can't force you to believe me. But deep down inside you know I'm right."

"You probably are right. I don't know." I told him, looking down at the floor but then finding myself looking blankly straight ahead at the wall. "Maybe Ben really doesn't care about me. Maybe he never did."

"If he cared about you, do you think he would keep putting you through all this pain? I mean you're already going through enough taking care of a baby and everything."

"I guess not." I simply replied.

"Amy, we're friends, so you can trust me right? Tell me what you're really thinking." He said after a few seconds.

I was afraid to tell him what I was really thinking, because if I did tell him then I would have to tell him that I know he is right. Ben is breaking up with me because of sex, and because he's jealous of him. I would also have to tell him that Ben has made me discover feelings for him, and I can't tell him that.

"I.. I can't." I told him, struggling to keep my voice steady.

"Oh, okay, I guess I understand.. If you can't trust me.. It's fine.. I wouldn't trust me either." He pretended to look disappointed, probably so that I would tell him.

"It's not that I can't trust you, exactly.. It's just kind of embarrassing.. "

"Oh. Well, I won't laugh I promise." He assurred me. He kept a straight face that time, and I felt like I could trust him, but I still didn't know that I should tell him.

All of a sudden, John started screaming and crying like he was wanting me to just go ahead and tell him. Ricky walked back over to pick him up out of his bassinet.

"It's okay, John. Don't cry." He said, trying to calm him down.

Ricky was so good with John, a lot better than I was with him. I guess he should be, he's probably had more experience with babies than I have. I felt depressed as I remembered what Ben had said to me. I do love him, and so what if I may have feelings for Ricky, that doesn't really change how I feel about Ben. Ricky may be right though, maybe he really doesn't care about me as much as he and I thought. Maybe I should just forget about him.

Ricky looked over at me after he got John to calm down."What's wrong?" I suddenly realized that I was crying, I hadn't even noticed it until now.

It was like I forgot how to talk. I knew what I wanted to say but I just couldn't get the words out. I finally managed to pull myself together so that I could answer him. "Ben."

Ricky nodded and put John back into his bed and walked over to me, and I stood up so that I could stand by him. "Don't worry. If he's even worth your time, then he will come around. But if he doesn't then he just isn't worth it, Amy. Like I said, you deserve better." He walked closer to me and hugged me, and I felt safe in his arms. I looked up at him and scrunched my eyebrows together after all the words had sunk in. "Not that I'm better.. but I wouldn't break up with you just because you wouldn't have sex with me and I was jealous."

"Y-You wouldn't?" I stuttered. "I think you would.."

"Well, I wouldn't. Don't worry about Ben, if he loves you then he won't leave. He'll come back. You have a lot to be happy for Amy, more than you even realize. You have John. You have your family. They all care about you. I care about you."

Ricky's POV

"Well, I wouldn't." I told her. And it was true, I wouldn't break up with her. If I were ever lucky enough for her to like me back, then I wouldn't break up with her for anything. Of course though, she doesn't see me that way and she probably never will because of Ben."Don't worry about Ben, if he loves you then he won't leave. He'll come back. You have a lot to be happy for Amy, more than you even realize. You have John. You have your family. They all care about you. I care about you."

Maybe I should just tell her how I feel. To my surprise, maybe she will like me back. Or possibly she would hate me and she'd think I was just trying to get with her again. But, why would she hate me for being nice?"

"Amy, I like you, and I know you, and I know Ben isn't your type. But if you want, I guess I could talk to him for you." Although I really didn't want to. That is why I emphasized on 'I like you' so that she would pay attention to that and not about anything else I said.

Amy's POV

Did he just say that he likes me? I looked down at my feet so that I could hide my smile. I could not believe that I could actually smile at a time like this.

"How do you know my type?" I managed to ask him, still not making eye contact.

"There's a very good question.."

"Do you mean it?" I asked, not wanting to say anything else.

"Do I mean what?" He asked, but I had a feeling he knew what I was talking about.

"You like me?"

For the first time in a while, I looked up into his eyes and waited on an answer. He looked away for a second and looked down at the ground, but then he finally looked back up, like he had made up his mind what he was going to say. "Yeah, I do. I have for a long time. Now.. now since I told you, will you tell me what you didn't want to say earlier?"

I half smiled, but brushed my hands through my hair so I could try and hide it. "I was just going to say.. that.. I like you too. I have liked you for a long time, too. Even though I loved Ben, it was always in the back of my mind that I was somewhat interested in you."

I finally got up the courage to admit it to him. I actually felt better now that he knew. Ricky chuckled as if he felt the exact same way.

"Really? You do? Even after everything I put you through?" His face lit up a little bit.

"Yes." I told him, quietly.

I felt really happy now that I confessed to Ricky that I have feelings for him. I went to sit down on the bed and Ricky sat down beside me. I looked at the clock and it was 12. I wasn't really tired, but I probably should go to sleep since we have school in the morning, and I have to wake up early so that we'll have time to take John to daycare.

Ricky and I talked all night. First we talked about John and his daycare and work. Then we talked about him working at the butcher shop with Ben and he told me about Ben's lack of working skills. Then he asked me about my mom being pregnant and we talked about how hard it would be having two babies in the house. We talked all night, and we didn't fall asleep until four in the morning. But Ricky didn't sleep in the chair, he slept with me.